โหลดเพลง mp3 Little Ghetto Boy (Prelude) - The Roots

Little Ghetto Boy (Prelude) - John Legend (约翰·传奇)/The Roots/Malik Yusef
You know you ghetto boy when you got a face with a scar

And yo' highest aspirations is a place and a car

Shorties pull out and bussssst like a money shot

Now he on the run he hot

And he hurtin' his granny and she the only one he got

The hood so shady

You give up hope of ever even tryin' to find a sunny spot

Light they caught him at the stop

Light but if he woulda run that yellow
Then he coulda run the globe
But insteed with speed
They put one in the middle of his frontal lobe

Like a unicorn

I'm just tryin' to keep you informed

To my little ghetto soldiers in they gold
Green red and blue uniforms chuuch

But I'm feeling like the loneliest monk
So I pull me a thelonius monk and blew the horn

And we don the monikers of goons and gangsters
And are trained to conduct ourselves true to form

So we add a shorty a money a mack

A lil' a eazy or a young to our name

So all the big ballers grab rims and hung in the game

And there's a degree of difficulty
To make it from the ghetto boy into the manhood

Especially when you know that yo' fresh greens
Will help eliminated a canned good

Can good and bad coexisssst

In a place with plenty of off ramps but no exits